Proposing to post a poem.
One that is my proudest
One written so peacefully
I found this instead.
Finding it more and more often
Posting a lyric instead
That doesn't match the song playing
In the core
Of me, I feel it.
Heart beating, heart breaking
Heart singing
Heart wasting
Wasting away in a scorned past
One that is not relevant
That did not last
To the poems seeking to be shared
Move. Or I will
Out of the way
Your emotions are far overplayed
They've been listened to
And addressed
I've been raw
I've been patient
Displayed my best
I've learned from the experience
Though now it's time to rest
Reside to your slumber,
Find a new host you call home
The house is empty
And I'm not alone
I will move,
It's my decision.
My actions
My light
Without attachment
Without possession
Without scornfully burnt tires
Without redemption
Without needing approval
Make way for light.
Move, or I will
Because I'm too focused
On what's under each rock
These mountains don't move
We navigate around them
Over them
Through them
Move or I will
So it looks like, it will be me.
I've addressed this mountain from every angle
And I'm still not making it home
Time passes
Fog clears
Seasons progress
And change
And it's still the same mountain
I'm ready for the beach
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 6:04 PM UTC
Proposing to post a poem.
One that is my proudest
One written so peacefully
I found this instead.
Finding it more and more often
Posting a lyric instead
That doesn't match the song playing
In the core
Of me, I feel it.
Heart beating, heart breaking
Heart singing
Heart wasting
Wasting away in a scorned past
One that is not relevant
That did not last
To the poems seeking to be shared
Move. Or I will
Out of the way
Your emotions are far overplayed
They've been listened to
And addressed
I've been raw
I've been patient
Displayed my best
I've learned from the experience
Though now it's time to rest
Reside to your slumber,
Find a new host you call home
The house is empty
And I'm not alone
I will move,
It's my decision.
My actions
My light
Without attachment
Without possession
Without scornfully burnt tires
Without redemption
Without needing approval
Make way for light.
Move, or I will
Because I'm too focused
On what's under each rock
These mountains don't move
We navigate around them
Over them
Through them
Move or I will
So it looks like, it will be me.
I've addressed this mountain from every angle
And I'm still not making it home
Time passes
Fog clears
Seasons progress
And change
And it's still the same mountain
I'm ready for the beach
What you let it be, it becomes. Emotions, hear them out to avoid getting stuck on repeat. These sounds keep me from hearing my favorite song.
